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Jun 2023
I fell in love with my idol
He toppled me, I lay flat,
He towered me, I stood strong.
He cast me out. I'm done praying.
The totem rodded me
And I received.
Let someone else prostrate before that draft ******* plank.
Silly painted branch. Graffitied with lies.
Maniacal Escape
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Maniacal Escape  30/M/lancashire
(30/M/lancashire)   
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   Vishal Pant
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